Fear In Your Eyes

The first time a slave meets me, I find the fear in his eyes to be intoxicating. I love it when he realizes how vastly superior I am, how my beauty is even more impressive in real life, and how my intellect rolls over him like a steamroller. I love how I can produce such fear just with my presence.. without even lifting a finger to inflict pain. Each slave knows that I will consume them without any hesitation. You will be mine.. fear and all.